The braincase, encased. Braincase. The brain-stem. The Judge. All out-put is to be judged. All output. Lower brain - deep brain, none left. No access. Simple is as simple does - you see it's that simple. Brain-case. And we compare. And we contrast. And we contrast again. The dawn of chemistry. So , it's a new age of straight edge - you see, I'm supposed to have my shit totally together at this age of 46. No, I totally have to have it together, all my 'friends' are set , what did i do wrong? Oh yeah thats right, I went to Australia. i tried to 'give it a go'. If only I had stayed in Dunedin. You see, if you move , you lose a certain consistency, a certain rootedness. If you rock the boat, you lose. And boy, did I lose. Or did I . I feel like some sort of curse has been placed on me, my everyday life is a sordid mess of awkwardness and self-consciousness. Why is it - it's all my fault right? Oh yes, it's all my fault. Oh yes i'm being punished ...